City: A pen at the beginning drives the perfect accident
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Night fell over the top international metropolis of Guangzhou.

There were many main roads of the city, filled with traffic and brightly lit, running through the city.

"Brother Peng."

"I heard that it's quite strange. What's going on?”

At the South District of Yangcheng Mountain, the young detective took out a cigarette and handed it to a middle-aged man in his thirties with a thick beard.

Brother Peng was transferred from their department to participate in the criminal investigation.

"Now, things are a little complicated.”

The middle-aged man who was called Brother Peng lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Then, he exhaled a long puff of smoke. He was an old smoking pipe, and a straight line of smoke rose.

After a pause, Brother Peng said with a silent expression.

"I can't say too much."

"I'll tell you about one of the things that we noticed as a very 'coincidence'.”

The middle-aged detective's expression became more and more solemn. Zhang Meng, who was beside him, could see a trace of bewilderment and confusion. Brother Peng paused and said,

"That's right. At the time of the accident, according to the curtain wall cleaning schedule of the Hengke Real Estate Group's logistics department, it should be in the south of the building.”

Brother Peng took another deep puff of his cigarette and squinted his eyes as if he was puffing smoke. He lowered his voice and continued,"Later on, we learned that before the accident.”

"Around four in the afternoon, Manager Ma of the logistics department received a call from Miss Wang Luoyan's assistant…He requested to change the time and clean up the curtain wall outside Wang Luoyan's office in Area C3.”

……

In the stairwell.

The middle-aged detective did not say anything else.

In the beginning, their investigation team had also classified this incident as an accident.

This was because everything was too obvious.

Even from the two workers who were cleaning up outside the curtain wall, they could clearly understand that this was an accident with a very low probability.

But…

When some routine inquiries were carried out, some strange places were discovered.

However, these so-called clues…

It was useless!

Next to the middle-aged detective, Brother Peng, was the young detective, Zhang Meng. He might have guessed and understood the entire incident in more detail than the investigation team.

Five years ago, it was him who personally participated in handling the Hengke Real Estate Group's Young Master Wang Luo and that Ye Yuan incident.

Zhang Meng's hands were still trembling.

He choked on the smoke again and coughed violently. Tears almost came out of his mouth.

……

"Alright."

"I have to go. I'll probably be busy there for a while.”

Brother Peng helped Zhang Meng catch his breath, then took a puff and finished the last cigarette.

He waved his hand and walked out of the stairwell.

Behind him, Zhang Meng watched the middle-aged detective leave. He had an inexplicable feeling that Brother Peng might not come back for a long time in the future.

This case might be more complicated than anyone could imagine!

……

He sent his girlfriend, Ye Mengwei, to the home of a single auntie who used to work at the Yangcheng Welfare Institute and later retired.

That auntie watched Ye Yuan and Ye Mengwei grow up. Ye Yuan trusted her very much to begin with.

Mother Yang had already left the welfare home ten years ago. Moreover, she was not officially registered, so the information she kept in the welfare home was almost completely non-existent.

After confirming the path, he let go of the last worry in his heart.

……

Yang Cheng.

In the suburbs.

Ye Yuan wore a gray coat and walked towards the rented urban and rural fringe.

Under a street lamp, she suddenly retracted her footsteps and hid herself.

He looked at the intersection not far away.

He could see that a few hooligan-like youths seemed to be searching for something…

Ye Yuan looked further away, outside the main road.

Over there.

There were a few black cars parked by the roadside.

A man in a black suit looked around solemnly…

Tonight.

The voices of the entire mixed urban and rural area became much quieter.

The atmosphere was silent…

The noise of playing cards, drinking, and eating in the past was gone. It was quiet…

The only thing that could be heard was the occasional mischievous knocking on the door and the 'shouting' of questions!

……

"You reacted so quickly?"

Under the street lamp, Ye Yuan gave a light laugh.

Yang City was a top-notch international metropolis with a population of more than 15 million. It had been the largest port of the State of Zhao for decades.

In the early years, the competition on the other side of this land was very intense and even terrifying.

It was only recently that everything had retracted its fangs and claws and gradually stopped being ostentatious.

However, just like where there was light, there was darkness. Those deep-rooted forces were still uncrowned kings.

As far as Ye Yuan once investigated and found out, Wang Changjiang, who started from scratch and created Hengke Real Estate Group's market value of 10 billion, had very deep ties with the actual East City District's big boss, Nian Guangsi.

……

At this moment.

Ye Yuan's gaze suddenly focused.

He looked at the intersection beside the main road.

He saw.

A few police cars also appeared in the distance with their lights on.

After the police officers appeared.

The hooligans in the urban and rural fringe began to restrain themselves.

"Sure."

The corners of Ye Yuan's mouth curled up, his gaze wanton.

Stride.

Under pairs of gazes, Ye Yuan walked back to his rented house.

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[PS: The protagonist's style of doing things comes from a certain persona…]

Then, as many of his friends had said, he would 'hide' and secretly wipe out all his enemies.

Let's not talk about whether it could be achieved through a series of accidents.

Secondly, if it was really written like that, what was the point of reading it?

……

Finally, he wanted a wave of free data, monthly votes, fresh flowers, evaluation votes…

He got rid of it!

He hadn't moved for a day!

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